Dry-Rot - Philistine

Artist: Dry-Rot
Album: Philistine
Release: 2009
Label: Parts Unknown

Tracklist:

1. Hairless
2. Seen In The Dark
3. Mass Love
4. Honey Stomachs
5. Gas Tube
6. All The Crime In The World
7. My Darling Boy
8. Can A Game Kill Time?
9. Oldest Pornography
10. Maul Test
11. Observer
12. Ran Warm
13. No More Feet
14. Safety Bunker

I always wanted to review a great (see subjective opinion) record that did not seem to be getting the hype (see mysterious guy hardcore) that it deserved. I knew that the Social Circkle City Shock LP was coming out last fall, ordered it in clear from Brandon at No Way, put my needle to the vinyl and voila: punk bliss. I knew that this was going to be it, the unhyped release of 2009. Then procrastination and being a bad friend happened. Fat guy hardcore and mysterious guy hardcore happened. And before I knew it I let Adam down. What a terrible, terrible friend I am to everyone (especially the contributor to this fine blog).

So I missed the time to review City Shock and decided to review the next thing I was excited about: the Dry-Rot Philistine LP. "But G****** (see previously cited interview for reasons), you are going against the anti-hype rule. Dry-Rot is the king of mysterious hardcore hype. What are you doing?" I felt that this LP was known about through partial distribution of 100 test presses and when it was finally released it seemed like those who were excited about it had already been listening to it for six months and those who were lukewarm were not waiting in anticipation by visiting the Parts Unknown webstore everyday alternating between the LP section and the section of the webstore featuring horned-rimmed glasses. But the lukewarm feelings should have melted after listening because this LP is fannnntastic. It is so phat it is more like fffffaaaattttt fat. Car horn fat. After three 7"s and a single off of the album on Home Invasion, Philistine sees Dry-Rot experimenting and plunging further down into the mysterious guy hardcore genre gene pool.

Each side starts off with fast paced great jams perfect for punk themed dinner parties where guests should be able to hang their fixed-gears from accessible hooks for storage and style! Highlights include "Hairless," "Maul Test," and "Observer." Vocals are weird (I wonder why though because soaking the world in bleach seems like more of a germaphobic persons lifetime goal than a mysterious guy hardcore lyric) and match well with the fast paced plunders. The guitars and recording are not drowned in dirtiness leaving me with the conclusion that there are no metal trash cans or metal storage lockers in California (or at least ones of the same quality that many New York, Florida, Massachusetts, and other bands seek in between their breaks of cock-shirting and diddling children when recording their magnum opus'). The jam tracks break up the relentless assault well and they end before the riffs become monotonous.

Buy this record or kitten mittens, which ever you choose you know you will be making the right decision.

Ya busted.

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-G****** (G-Baby)